I finally eased out and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. I sat in a chair to the left side of Shelley. I noticed mom was sitting with her leg... spread a little just enough we could see her crouch but not so wide that we could see it all. I looked a Shelley and she was staring right at my moms crouch. I glanced over at mom and I saw here looking at Shelley's stair. I was a little nervous until I saw mom lick her lips and smile. Mom glanced at me and caught me looking at her and she knew. "I was a little nervous about that comment, but I let it pass. If I denied it,she'd just argue the point and I didn't want to create a discussion. I didn'twant to be her girlfriend, I wanted to be her boyfriend.I ate slowly, taking small bites...doing things Jan had not taught me, but Ifelt was appropriate for a lady, further impressing her. My effeminateactions were becoming quite natural because I felt so feminine.After dinner, we went to another place for a drink and to observe the people,or. “How did his father die?”“In a fire...” Leslie’s eyes went unfocused. She shook her head. “I don’t want to speak of this anymore.” She stood, breathing in a shuddering breath as the rain continued to sleet against the windows. “B-but of course, I cannot send you out in this weather, it is utterly frightful and the weather wizards are out of town – preventing some hurricane from striking one of the farming settlements, I believe.” She shook her head. “Still, you have been so kind, listening to. I use to clean his clothes. I even noticed all his behavior changing accordingly for his age transformations.One day I came across the incest magazines in his cupboard while I was cleaning his room on a Sunday. My son was not at home. I came across a series of stories about mother son sex relationships. By seeing it I felt bad and strange thoughts started rolling.I didn’t ask anything to Richie that day when he got back home. We had dinner went to our rooms to sleep. I couldn’t sleep that.